The World is Burning

The world is burning. The world is burning. I say these words over and over again. They are the only words I can think. The only words that come to mind. The world is burning and still the violence spreads. A violence born of so much pain, decades, centuries worth of pain.

The world is burning. OUR world is burning. Brothers and sisters stand against the dark, protesting into the void, their voices never heard. Screaming, screaming to be heard.

Our world is burning…

Listen to them, listen to them. Why can’t you hear them?

Masked with silence, muted no matter how loud they scream.

The gag is ripped away and still they somehow can’t seem to hear the screams and so my world is burning. My sisters and brothers of the human race are screaming, bleeding, dying, demanding only humanity. Citizens and friends, tired of being silenced and forgotten scream. And the screaming turns to violence, to anger fueled by fear and centuries of enforced silence.

They are screaming. The world is burning. My world is burning. OUR World is burning.

My world is burning, my world is bleeding. Listen to them. Them…they…we…

Us.